puckylinky [none/use name]

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Cake day: March 23rd, 2025

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  • a theory-- to be able to so openly express your gayness/queerness could have been a signifier of a higher status in western society, you have an economic and social advantage and are probably less likely to be persecuted or hate crimed by the people around you or even a random person. i’d imagine homophobia and transphobia were more rampant, or at least less published and talked about than today, so there were definitely gay poor people but i think at that time in history the closeted % was much higher than nowadays. i think you can see a similar dynamic today within communities of color vs white communities; it’s why the public facing queer scene is intensely white, despite being pioneered and propped up by poc. tho this is just me theorizing





  • Last night i was thinking about how even though i have a lot to offer to others and have admirable qualities (in my eyes) based on how much self work i’ve done to improve as a person, most people see me as completely and utterly useless and a failure because of the simple fact that I don’t have a “career” or income besides some very small passive streams. It’s a pretty painful realization, I won’t be good enough no matter how much I work on myself



  • in my entire time i spent living with roommates in a large city, only 1 singular month did i not worry about my downstairs neighbor leaving their tv or radio fully cranked overnight connected to some sort of bassy speaker (and that one month was a quiet but expensive sublet while i transitioned between two places and both those places had the same problem). it was extra bad because i sleep on the floor, both places i happened to be the only roommate affected enough to care, and i was just subletting in cash so i wasn’t able to even contact the landlord (and they were slumlords anyways) and obv roommates were unhelpful. the first neighbor wouldn’t even open the door at all to talk, same with the second until i managed to get their number by leaving weed at their door and even then i was lucky if they decided to turn it down.

    all that to say i didn’t realize how deeply that sort of deep frequency can fuck with you especially in an enclosed space whether you’re trying to sleep or just relax or work, and maybe i’m being dramatic but i swear it ruined my quality of life more than i thought it would and i get stressed just thinking about it